Todos los capítulos de The Billionaire I Met On My Worst Night : Capítulo 151 - Capítulo 160

Edward carried Charlotte through the bedroom doors.The moment he stepped into the hallway, the atmosphere of the mansion changed. The quiet was gone. Vance was already moving toward them from the far end of the corridor, one hand pressed to the earpiece of his security headset.“Sir.”“Clear the route to the garage,” Edward ordered. His voice was controlled, but the panic beneath it was impossible to hide completely. “Now.”Vance immediately turned. “Move.”Two members of the security detail broke away and hurried down the hallway. Kevin followed close behind, his phone still pressed to his ear.“Dr. Miller is coordinating directly with St. Jude’s,” he said. “The maternity team has been alerted. They’re preparing a private entrance for us.”Edward barely acknowledged him. His entire attention remained on Charlotte. She was pressed against his chest, one arm wrapped weakly around his neck. Her breathing was shallow—too shallow.Edward looked down at her face. “Charlotte.”She opened h

The rain had finally stopped by the time Nancy arrived at Desmond’s apartment. Unlike their usual meetings, there was no work to discuss that evening. No legal strategies, no public relations disasters, and no Stewart family crisis waiting for them to solve. It was simply dinner.Desmond had prepared a quiet meal for two, complete with candles on the dining table and soft music playing in the background. Nancy looked around the dining room and smiled. “You actually went all out.”Desmond pulled out her chair. “I thought you deserved a proper dinner.”Nancy sat down. “And here I thought lawyers only knew how to prepare legal arguments.”“I contain multitudes.”She laughed. “I'll give you that.”Desmond took his seat opposite her, and for a while, they simply enjoyed each other’s company. They talked about ordinary things. Nancy told him about a ridiculous client she had dealt with earlier that week, while Desmond told her about a case that had nearly driven his entire legal team insane

The next morning, Charlotte woke to soft sunlight filtering through the curtains of the executive maternity suite. For a moment, she remained still, trying to understand where she was. Then the memories returned—the hospital, the delivery, and most importantly, her babies. A small smile appeared on her face. She was still tired, and every part of her body reminded her of what she had been through, but the overwhelming exhaustion from the previous day had eased. She felt stronger.Edward was sitting in the armchair beside the bed, already awake and dressed in a dark suit. The moment he noticed her eyes open, he stood. “Good morning.”Charlotte looked at him with a faint smile. “How long have you been awake?”“Long enough.”“You didn't sleep, did you?”“I slept.”She gave him a skeptical look. “Edward.”“A little.” He smiled when she laughed softly, but her expression soon became serious.“How are the babies?”Edward immediately understood what she wanted to know. “They're doing well. T

The next morning, Nora Bennett sat at her kitchen table, staring at the folded piece of paper inside her handbag.Sienna's number.She had barely slept. Every time she closed her eyes, she remembered the woman's expression outside the hospital and the disturbing request she had made.Nora knew she couldn't wait much longer. If Sienna was planning something against Felix and Fiona, she needed to know exactly what it was.At eight o'clock, Nora picked up her phone and called.Sienna answered after the second ring.“You're calling early.”“I said I'd contact you when I was ready.”“Are you ready to hear what I need?”“Yes.”Sienna glanced around Julian's loft before lowering her voice.“I'm not discussing this over the phone.”Nora said nothing.“There are too many risks. We'll meet in person.”“When?”“Before your afternoon shift. I'll send you the location.”“And Nora?”“Yes?”“Come alone.”The call ended.Nora stared at the screen for several seconds. Sienna clearly didn't want a reco

The following morning, the executive maternity suite was unusually peaceful.Charlotte woke slowly, feeling stronger than she had in the previous few days. She turned her head toward the armchair beside the bed and found Edward already awake. He sat there with his phone in one hand, reading something on the screen.“You're awake already.”Edward looked up and smiled. “Good morning.”“Good morning.”He placed the phone aside and stood, walking over to the bed. “How are you feeling?”Charlotte smiled. “Better.”Edward leaned down and kissed her forehead. “That sounds promising.”She glanced toward the clock. “What time is it?”“Just after seven.”“You've been awake since when?”“A while.”Charlotte narrowed her eyes. “You didn't sleep.”“I did.”“How long?”Edward paused.“Enough.”She gave him a knowing look. “You're terrible at lying.”A faint smile appeared on his face. “And you're supposed to be resting, not interrogating me.”Charlotte laughed softly.Before she could answer, there